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day and night

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i’m bad for you too

"stop," jihoon stretches a hand out, motioning for soonyoung to drop the cigarette bud on his palm.

"it's lit, silly. it'll burn you." he throws the cigarette into the trash, he knows he hasn't smoked enough, but he knows it'll make jihoon happy.

"when will you ever stop? it's bad for you, you fool. you're killing yourself." jihoon pokes soonyoung's chest harshly, "and others around you."

soonyoung smiles, they're sitting on the balcony of their small apartment, the moon rests high in the sky. maybe it's what he likes, grey smoke filling his lungs and shortening his life span, staring at the love of his life under the moonlight. "maybe it's what i want, to die. wouldn't it be nice?" he turns to jihoon, moonlight gracing his soft features. "leave this world of pain and sufferings to a place where nothing of that sort exists?"

"you selfish brat, what about me? you really think i could live in this world without you? you really think i could live, laugh, love in this cruel world without you by my side?"

"what do you think is stopping me? the fact that things could get better? or you? there's a reason why i'm still alive, still breathing, still living, because i can't bear to leave you."

"stop smoking, please." jihoon means for it to sound commanding, but it comes out as a whisper, soft and barely audible. "it's really bad for you."

"geez, you're starting to sound like my mother."

"well, the difference is that i actually care."

"wow, hoon, real mature there."

they sit in comfortable silence for awhile, soonyoung lights another stick while jihoon huffs out in frustration. soonyoung takes a puff, one puff, two. the smoke fills soonyoung's lungs and he relaxes, jihoon stiffens. "want one?" soonyoung offers.

his nose srunches up in distaste, "ew, no. christ's sake."

silence, again. jihoon's mind is running and soonyoung takes more puffs.

"hey, i'm sorry for what i said about your mother, is it still sensitive?"

"nah, it's alright. why mourn over a woman who doesn't give two shits about me?"

jihoon takes soonyoung's hand, "you have me."

"i know i do, and i'm thankful for that every single day."

his smile falters and his grip loosens, he smacks soonyoung's chest with no intentions of actually harming him, "then why won't you quit smoking, you idiot? it's so bad for you and you don't quit it, it's toxic and painful and you won't let it go."

"you're such a hypocrite, you know?" soonyoung doesn't look at jihoon, he keeps his gaze fixed on the moon. "it's not like i'm the best for you right? heck, i'm really toxic too. but you're still here, you're still by my side. you know you're getting unhealthier because of me? but you still stick by my side, you still love me."

"that's because you're an amazing person and there's far more good in you than bad. i believe i can change your bad habits, it's more than all that 'loving you for who you are' talk. it's more of 'making you the best version of yourself'. and i believe," jihoon pushes soonyoung's hand away from his mouth, and soonyoung turns to face him. "i can change your bad habits."

and soonyoung smiles, jihoon has always had that kind of "i-want-to-save-the-world" attitude, but over the years, he's watched it change into a "i'll-save-those-closest-to-my-heart" attitude, and soonyoung's proud of him. jihoon's done so much for him, and soonyoung thinks that doing this one little thing for jihoon wouldn't be so bad. so soonyoung rubs the tip of his cigarette into the ground, putting out the lit bud. "you know what, love? i think you're right."

soonyoung hands his pack of cigarettes over to him and he safely keeps it in the back of his pocket. "help me with this, would you?"

"of course, love, of course."

the moon shines down brightly and paints the faint shadows on the two lovers' faces. soonyoung thinks there's no where else he'd rather be.

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Summary: Getting over someone isn’t supposed to be easy, Baekhyun knew it was going to hurt, but being with Chanyeol wasn’t his morning coffee or a favorite snack from the store, he was his right arm—perhaps even the blood that runs through his veins and the oxygen he breathes into his lungs. Author: anon for baeconandeggs Length: one shot Status: complete Genre: break up make up, angst, smut Rating: nc-17

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without a label

back in year 9, soonyoung had asked jihoon out. no biggie, jihoon agreed. after a few months of dates and spending time together, soonyoung was ready to ask jihoon to be his boyfriend.

jihoon’s answer? “is there a need? i mean, it’s just a thing to call us by. we’re still exclusive and we’re still in love. let’s just stay like this.” and soonyoung loved him too much to force him out of his comfort zone.

yes, they were still exclusive, and they were definitely in love. soonyoung just felt that a relationship without a name didn’t feel complete, there was a missing piece to the puzzle.

there was once, soonyoung was terribly sick, and jihoon spent most of his time taking care of him.

"jihoon," soonyoung croaked out between coughing fits. "look at my poor self, i could die any moment! and if that's the case, would you do the honours of pitting me and being my boyfriend?"

jihoon simply laughed and planted a kiss on his forehead, leaving a pouting soonyoung.

another incident, soonyoung had been the top of his level, when invited to give a speech, he brought jihoon up and asked the same question. with the crowd and all, he was sure jihoon would finally agree. "would you be my boyfriend?"

jihoon remained silent but tiptoed to give soonyoung a kiss, cheers erupted from the crowd. but he knew, it wasn't a yes till jihoon said so, no action would take over those three letters.

soonyoung likes to think that he stopped asking because jihoon wouldn’t budge, but jihoon disagrees. once, a stranger in a park had come up to them while they were holding hands. "are you two boyfriends?"

soonyoung smiled, it was a chance for him to force jihoon into being 'boyfriends'. "yep!"

jihoon just chuckled, "no we're not, i never agreed."

soonyoung had just embarrassed himself. and thus, he had stopped.

and now they were 5 years in, still in love as before, and still without a name to their relationship. soonyoung had given up after their first year together, it seemed as if jihoon was completely against being “boyfriends”. it didn’t matter as much as he wanted it to, though. jihoon with or without the label of a “boyfriend” was still the same, and it wasn’t as if their relationship would change after a name was given to it; they were still soonyoung and jihoon.

soonyoung was prepared to ask again, but this time, a bigger question.

"will you marry me?" the words came out of soonyoung's mouth like water flowing out of a tap, he wasn't ask nervous as he had expected himself to be. maybe it was all the practice from asking jihoon to be his boyfriend, or because he had already expected the answer; no.

jihoon pulled soonyoung up from his position, and kissed him lightly. "i like how we are now, is a label really necessary? we're still in love, we're still together. you're still you, and i'm still me. there's really no need for all these superficial names, let's just stay like this."

and soonyoung accepted it. this was jihoon, this was the man he loved. and to be honest, he kind of liked the way jihoon acted like this; hard to get.

truth is, jihoon wanted to hold hands and walk on the streets while announcing they were boyfriends. but he loved this side of soonyoung too much, this subtle clingyness of his.

so when they're 80 and sitting on their rocking chairs, if you ask them what they are, the answer will be "together without a label." and not worry, they are still madly in love.

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cola boy; woozi

lee jihoon;

a small, petite guy. rather deadly, 18 years old. light, blonde hair, and is too cute for his attitude. he has a love-hate relationship with oversized clothings, because while they are as comfortable as one would imagine sitting on a cloud to feel like, they made him look smaller than he actually is. his love for cola frames the basis of this story.

now, when lee jihoon is buying another extra large cup of his favorite drink, a young lady-who seems to be extremely health conscious-happens to be right behind him. having overheard his order, she taps his shoulder. "hey there, couldn't help but overhear your order, dont you think its a little too much sugar?"

timecheck, 11:24am. now, lee jihoon is not a morning person, and having someone question the amount of sugar in his favorite beverage, is definitely not his cup of tea. he glares at the lady, "and is it any of your business?"

"woah there, i was just trying to help, diabetes is no fun, maybe its time to watch your sugar intake, and to be honest, i love cola too, but at least make sure your intake is reasonable."

now meet park minhee;

a beautiful young lady, jet black collar-length hair, dreams to dye it ash grey, 18 years old. has an unhealthy obsession with korean "ulzzang" as she claims they are 'aesthetic™' her fear of diabetes adds on the basis of this story; and is also the main reason why she and jihoon would have ever met.

"im sorry, doctor, but i absolutely do not give two shits about whatever it is youre saying." jihoon flashed a mocking smile. "now, if you'll excuse me, i have somewhere to be and something to do, and that is definitely not talking to you about whatever the threats of diabetes may be."

"i understand, i may be annoying, but just look it up, please."

and there was something about her "please", maybe it was her wavering confidence, or maybe because she said it in such a small voice, that it was nearly impossible to hear it, but whatever the reason was, it make jihoon's heart soften. but not enough to make him turn around and continue the conversation.

quickly regaining his composure, jihoon gripped onto his cup tightly, and left the place.

meanwhile, minhee was worried, it was not as if she knew jihoon well, or was someone dear to her heart, she just did not want anyone to lose their life to diabetes. it wasnt that hard was it? just keeping watch of your sugar intake, it could save your life. for people like jihoon, it apparently was.

minhee has a insatiable love for cola too, but after that incident, she had learnt to control it, to ensure that her life would not be taken away too. so when jihoon had told her that he didnt care, (or rather, that he didn't give two shits about it), she had begun to worry, because no one deserves to lose their life to diabetes, no one.

everytime she had tried to warn someone about the risks of diabetes, they had all ended up listening, most of them, right from the start, but there a few who took some time before they did listen. minhee had never met someone like jihoon, who barely even gave her a chance, whether that was a good thing or not, we dont know.

but because of how he acted, it made her want to get the message across more than she ever did.

but, now was not the time, after all, she had to go meet soonyoung.

meet soonyoung; a 177cm tall boy, aged 18, small eyes that resemble the hands of a clock at 10.10. an incredibly handsome and passionate dancer with jet black hair (with no intentions to dye it). nicknamed "hoshi" by a few of his closest friends. loves hoodies and has a closet full of them. bestfriend: park minhee. relationship with jihoon? unknown.

now, the meeting location that soonyoung had given to minhee was far too normal judging it was from soonyoung, "pinwheel cafe".

minhee entered the café after a walk through the park. she looked around, hoping to spot soonyoung, but instead her eyes met with a familiar face she had seen that very morning. timecheck, 12:06, soonyoung was supposed to be here 6 minutes ago, she decided to drop him a message.

today, 12:07pm

min(¯―¯٥) »yo hoshh »okk but whr tf are u?? »its 12:07 »we're supp to meet at 12??1?1 »istg if ure still at home

soon??1?2٩(๑'^'๑)۶ »okok im sorry »im almost here i swear gimme 10

min(¯―¯٥) »10 and then im leaving

soon??1?2٩(๑'^'๑)۶ »sure i'll b thr soon so no worries.

min(¯―¯٥) »welp but do u think ure funny? »surprise! youre not !!! »so lame i might leave rn

soon??1?2٩(๑'^'๑)۶ »leave?? »bro u aint got anyth to do

min(¯―¯٥) »ok wtv shutup and just hurry

minhee pocketed her phone and decided to approach the boy from earlier in the morning, "why hello, again."

jihoon, on the other hand really didn't need another 'lecture' about diabetes, he had tried so hard for her to not notice him, yet, to no avail.

"uh... hi," jihoon chuckled, trying to cover up the fact that he was avoiding her.

"well, you work... at a cafe... i assume thats better than eating at one, working with sugar is always better than consuming them, of course."

jihoon was definitely hoping for a conversation not related to sugar, and obviously, the odds were not in his favor. upon hearing "sugar" the tone in his voice-and so had his mood-changed for the worse. "and then why are you here, at the cafe with the highest sugar content in town, miss 'watch-your-sugar-intake'?

"okay, no need to be so rude, and i'm meeting a friend." she checked her watch, 12:15, "who should be here in two minutes time, or im leaving."

"well, if you'd like to stay here even for the two minutes, im afraid you'll have to buy a beverage, or a dessert." jihoon mentally smiled at his quick thinking which could have led to a possible raise in his salary. <a/n ik it doesnt work like this but just go with the flow>

that smile quickly faded as minhee opened her mouth to react, "oh, i see, well then, i'll just be waiting outside." minhee turned to leave when a certain black haired boy dashed into the room with sweat trickling down his forehead.

"soonyoung," minhee muttered.

soonyoung checked the time on his phone, "12:16, 9 minutes, im on time." he looked up and smiled, "oh, hey jihoon!"

"technically, you're still late. we were supposed to meet at 12."minhee turned to face jihoon, and asked, "your name is jihoon?"

jihoon motioned to the name tag clipped on his apron, "well, apparently. you know soonyoung?"

her eyes narrowed a little, "was about to ask you the same question."

soonyoung walked in between the two, "and you two know each other?"

"well yeah, we met earlier this morning when she decided to lecture me about my sugar intake."

"it wasnt a lecture!" minhee added in.

the noise of a growling stomach interrupted their not-so-pleasant conversation, it was minhee's. "hey soonyoung, im starving, lets go for lunch."

soonyoung slapped his forehead lightly, "of course! how could i forget? jihoon, whats good here?"

minhee's eyes widened in shock, "what? we're eating here? no way!"

jihoon opened his mouth in mock offense, "well excuse me, miss 'watch-your-sugar-intake', but this is one of the best restaurants in town!-except that its a cafe." minhee rolled her eyes at the name, but let him continue, "and i definitely recommend the flower burger. it has everything most bugers has, but more. its as beautiful as a flower and makes your smile as beautiful as one too."

"o-oh! i want one of that!" soonyoung exclaimed excitedly.

"does it have a lot of sugar?"

"you know, if you want the dish with the lowest sugar level, just take the healing salad."

"good idea. we'll just have that and two glasses of plain water."

soonyoung pouted upon hearing that, "plain water?"

"yes, you consume too much sugar."

ignoring her remark, soonyoung ordered 'the best drink there', the beautiful highlight.

after they had settled down at a table, minhee proceeded to question soonyoung about how he had met jihoon, leading to a rather interesting conversation.

- a/n i swear theres an explanation as to why minhee is so health conscious and also to why the way she talked to jihoon after that is in such a huge contrast to her "please". pls comment lol i love comments . ok thx ily ❤